Epiphany Season by Cathal Coughlan
From Cathal Coughlan’s 2006 Foburg album. Written by Cathal Coughlan. No capo.
INTRO
[A] [Am7] [Fmaj7] (x3)
VERSE 1
[Dm] [Dmmaj7] [Dm7] [Bbmaj7] (x2)
[Dm] Rupture, [Dmmaj7] [Dm7] slowly the [Gm] flesh flowers
[Dm] Summer [Dmmaj7] [Dm7] swallows the [Gm] towers
The [Dm] valley, the [Dmmaj7] slopes, [Dm7] greedily [Bbmaj7] choking down [F] greed [Em] [B] [Bm]
[Dm] Inside, [Dmmaj7] [Dm7] crystalline [Gm] daybreak
At [Dm] all times [Dmmaj7] I [Dm7] walk but don’t [Gm] wake
On the [Dm] slow sliding [Dmmaj7] gleam, [Dm7] leglessly [Bbmaj7] dreaming I’m [F] clean [Em] [B] [Bm]
The [Ebmaj7] steel and the glass
And the silicon seem to [F#m] flow [B7] [F#m] [B7]
The [B] gallery’s [C#7] turn the [G/B] woman-curved hangings and [F#m7] slopes [B7] [F#m7] [B7]
This [Gm] lava stream [Dm7] sweeps past [Ebmaj7] me held aloft, en [F#m7] throned [B7] [F#m7] [B7]
A [Bm] chastened [F#m] child of [Bm] reason [A]
Though [Bm] most would [F#m] say I’m [D/E] damned
[D/E] It’s epiphany [Bm] season [Bm7] [F#m]
E [F#m7] piphany [Bm] season [Bm7] [F#m] [F#m7] [Bm] [Bm7] [F#m]
[Abm] Hold me [Abm7] in your [Am7] upper [A6] arms
[Abm] Brace me [Abm7] with your [A] lips [A7]
VERSE 2
[Dm] She is [Dmmaj7] [Dm7] dark with in [Gm] quietude
[Dm] Teaches [Dmmaj7] [Dm7] me to be [Gm] silent
For [Dm] fear of her [Dmmaj7] scorn, her [Dm7] boy does not [Bbmaj7] warn, he just [F] stares [Em] [B] [Bm]
[Dm] Shoulders, [Dmmaj7] [Dm7] Nara’s are [Gm] bare
Shunning [Dm] notice, [Dmmaj7] [Dm7] press down the [Gm] urge to know
[Dm] What lies be [Dmmaj7] low, [Dm7] where she goes, [Bbmaj7] who sees her [F] there [Em] [B] [Bm]
I [Ebmaj7] wait for her call, check into my single [F#m7] room [B7] [F#m7] [B7]
At the [F#m] Hotel De [Bm] bussy, where the [F#m] lift bell plays [Bm] Clair de [F#m7] Lune [B7] [F#m7] [B7]
She [Gm] doesn’t say [Dm] much, we just [Emaj7] eat and then [Bbmaj7] say good [F#m7] night [B7] [F#m7] [B7]
I’m [E7] held by her [F#m7] face of [E/B] stone [A]
Like [E7] plaster [F#m7] binds a [Em7] broken [A] bone
There [Em7] goes her [F#m7] face on a [E7] plastic [A] bag
[E7] Wrapped a [F#m7] round a [E7] seagull
It’s epiphany [Bm] season [Bm7] [F#m]
E [F#m7] piphany [Bm] season [Bm7] [F#m] [F#m7] [Bm] [Bm7] [F#m]
[Abm] Hold me [Abm7] to your [Am7] silent [A6] breast
[Abm] Drug me [Abm7] with your [A] hips [A7]
And [Bm] all the [Bm7] rest as [F#m] well [F#m7]
And [Bm] all the [Bm7] rest as [F#m] well [F#m7]
Epiphany [Bm] season [Bm7] [F#m] [F#m7] [Bm] [Bm7] [F#m]